After rebirth, I became a drug addict of the paranoid boss

No dignity, no decency.

This kind of fate is for a high-ranking person like Mr. Jiang who has lived a lifetime.

It is tantamount to the cruelest torture.

Fu Shiling only felt the chill from his feet to his soul.

Even old man Jiang ended up in such a cruel end, what about him? !

Mr. Jiang seemed to know the existence of this potion, his lifeless eyes trembled, and the veins on his forehead bulged.

"Brother Fu, I have been brothers for decades, and in the end I just want to die decently."

He clenched his fists tightly and looked at Mr. Fu.

"You won't even agree to this?"

Uncle Chen looked at Mr. Jiang and frowned.

At this time, how dare you use such words to win the old man's sympathy?

I just hope the old man won't be soft-hearted.

"From the time Jiang's family plotted against Xiao Wan at the birthday banquet, the friendship between us has been exhausted,"

Mr. Fu's eyes were narrowed, his old and majestic face was full of coldness.

"How Ting Chen wants to deal with you, how to deal with you, I will support you unconditionally."

"well,"

Mr. Jiang's eyes instantly became desperate, and when he turned to Fu Tingchen, he was already extremely vicious and terrifying.

"Fu Tingchen, you cruel little bastard, even if I die, I won't let you get what you want."

While speaking, he used all his strength to slam his head against the corner of the jade coffee table.

wanna die?

dream!

Fu Tingchen's thin lips curled slightly, and before Mr. Jiang could move, he raised his foot and kicked the coffee table fiercely.

"boom--"

With a loud noise, the coffee table was kicked out of place.

Mr. Jiang rushed to nothing and fell heavily on the ground, unable to even get up.

The whole person was in a panic, like a bereaved dog.

"Don't worry, not only will I not let you die, but I will also let you live well,"

Fu Tingchen leaned forward and looked at Mr. Jiang with a meaningful smile on his handsome face.

"Look at how the Jiang family disappeared from Kyoto."

Shi Wan's red lips hooked slightly.

Ah Chen used the trick of murder and death to the extreme.

Mr. Jiang was about to burst into tears, and his expression was almost crazy.

"Fu Tingchen, you—"

Before he finished speaking, he was gagged by two mercenaries and forced to take him down.

This is the end of a generation of Kyoto business tycoons.

The living room fell silent again.

"Master, Young Madam,"

Uncle Chen put the brewed tea in front of Fu Tingchen and Shi Wan.

It has been really hard to travel all the way to the present.

Fu Tingchen picked up a cup, put it in his palm to feel the temperature, and handed it to Shi Wan.

"Hey, have a drink."

His movements are natural and he doesn't care about other people's eyes at all.

Shiwan seemed to be used to it, took a sip, and handed the cup back naturally.

With warm eyes, Fu Tingchen drank the remaining tea in Shi Wan's cup.

Love or not love are hidden in the details of getting along.

Mr. Fu saw the actions of the two of them, and his eyes were full of relief.

He doesn't need to worry about the relationship between the two children at all.

However, Fu Shiling didn't feel the warm atmosphere at all.

Every pore of his was filled with fear.

Fu Tingchen sat on the sofa and looked at Fu Shiling lightly.

"Puff-"

With just a cold look in his eyes, Fu Shiling was so frightened that his face turned pale and he knelt down.

"Master,"

Fu Shiling looked at the noble and beautiful man as if he was looking at an evil ghost who wanted his life.

"Everything is forced by Jiang Zhaowu, an old man,"

He kept kowtowing.

"I was wrong, I really know I was wrong, please kill me."

If it is said that in front of Mr. Fu, Fu Shiling still wants to have the slightest hope of survival.

In front of Fu Tingchen, he just wanted to have a good time.

Fu Tingchen looked at Fu Shiling with disdain, his thin lips parted slightly.

"For the sake of the old man, I will fulfill you."

He took out a pistol from his pocket, loaded it with one hand, and pointed it at Fu Shiling.

"boom!"

Fu Shiling's head burst like a watermelon.

Bloody, splattered.